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Apr 2020
i remember your little smile before we found others


it was us 3, walking around the playground.

then 3 turned into 4

then 4 turned into 6

and then we gained more and more

until we snapped.

and we’re back to 3,

but this time a broken 3
anr, mra
Written by
Robin Soleil Wilds  15/Non-binary/"Home"
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